“My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humour, and some style.” ~ Maya Angelou ~ : ~
Art
The poem “IF”, by Rudyard Kipling
IF If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make allowance for their doubting too;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,Or being hated, don’t give way to … Continue reading The poem “IF”, by Rudyard Kipling
An Impromptu Lecture by Richard Demarco, CBE OBE
I am extremely privileged to know the indomitable Professor Richard Demarco (pictured above explaining his Archive at Summerhall), having first come across him in Edinburgh during the early 1990s, and am honoured to call Richard a friend. As is his wont and despite his advanced years, Richard Demarco continues to be immensely generous about sharing what he has … Continue reading An Impromptu Lecture by Richard Demarco, CBE OBE
Diferentes Coordenadas Diferentes Visões Do Nosso Mundo
A little story in pictures by my beautiful childhood friend, Adrienne Silva, exhibiting her artwork in Lisbon (earlier this year). Such talent, such beauty.
I am so honoured to call you my friend, Adrienne.
Holly x
My Work Installed in Principe Real, Lisbon
Paula Cabral Galeria de Arte
My Walk About with viewers were planned by Ana Paula. I loved it. A South African’s story told in Lisbon
Fellow artist, Nuno, Adelaide also came from Lyons France…flew to Lisbon in her Cessna, and I. The last time I saw Adelaide is when I met her at Mundial in Cape Town.
Friend and fellow painter from Sintra.
Jaya comes from Paris. We visit my work in Principe Real.
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The three painters Adrienne , Isabel and Jirina. A gathering in the gallery for our Walk Abouts. A few days after opening.
Ek Wil Huis Toe Gaan – An Ode to South Africa – With Translation
In my previous blogpost, I explained the writing of this poem, which seemed to write itself one chilly evening in Britain, during October 2013. I have now cobbled together a translation, which appears below the original here, for those who do not speak Afrikaans nor know the South African lingo ...
She Let Go – A Poem by Safire Rose – And A Story
She Let Go She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go. She let go of fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ … Continue reading She Let Go – A Poem by Safire Rose – And A Story
Poem: Caught Betwixt
I came across a journal containing a few of my poems yesterday, scribbled down in pensive moments many years ago. This poem was written in September 1986 ... less than a year after reluctantly leaving my beloved Africa. I cannot recall whether this was personal or a reflective observation, but have no doubt that I would at some time have … Continue reading Poem: Caught Betwixt
On Architecture
I imagine that a good course in Psychology would be as worthwhile to an Architect, as a good course in Nutrition would be to any Doctor. ♥ ~ Holly
The Holly Tree Tales 